Chapter 366: We are now clear on this matter.

General Jin, seeing the murderer of his son right before him, could no longer remain calm.

General Jin’s eyes were wide with fury, his Light Sword held high, glinting coldly, carrying waves of murderous intent as he charged towards Liang Yu like a fierce tiger descending a mountain.

The Light Sword cut a sharp arc through the air, stirring up the wind.

The soldiers behind him, seeing their general make a move, also didn’t hesitate; they roared in unison, surging forward like a tide, their swords, spears, and halberds flashing, throwing the entire wedding banquet into chaos.

The guests at the wedding banquet immediately panicked, screams and shouts rising one after another.

The originally festive and lively venue instantly turned into a living hell.

Some guests ran in all directions, trying to find a safe place; others hid behind tables and chairs, trembling with fear.

The women and children were pale with fright, and the young children cried so loudly it shook the heavens.

Liang Yu, however, remained calm in the face of danger; seeing General Jin’s murderous strike, he sidestepped and hid behind the Young City Lord.

Seeing that powerful strike aimed at his son, the City Lord of Moyuan simultaneously drew the sword from his waist and clashed with General Jin’s Light Sword, sparks flying.

War raged in the City Lord’s mansion, the shouts of battle making people’s eardrums ache.

General Jin and the City Lord wrestled together, both their faces full of rage, their eyes glinting with fierce light.

General Jin was agile, every move powerful and forceful, trying to subdue the City Lord in one fell swoop; the City Lord was not to be outdone, relying on years of combat experience, dodging flexibly, and occasionally finding opportunities to counterattack, making it difficult to determine a victor for a time.

At the same time, General Jin’s soldiers and the City Lord’s army engaged in a chaotic melee.

Swords and blades clashed, blood splattered continuously, both sides fought with bloodshot eyes, completely disregarding their fallen comrades.

In this chaos, Liang Yu was also targeted; someone shouted.

“Whoever kills the murderer will be rewarded with a thousand gold and three promotions!!!”

And so, soldiers constantly targeted him, charging straight at him, brandishing their long swords.

Liang Yu saw the attacking soldiers but did not panic; instead, he feigned a difficult struggle with them, cleverly maneuvering.

The soldier’s offense was fierce, every strike carrying the sound of wind, as if to cut Liang Yu down with his blade.

Liang Yu moved his feet nimbly, seemingly in great danger, but in reality, he precisely avoided vital points every time, appearing disheveled, yet without a single injury on his body.

He seized the opportunity, and when the soldier missed a strike and exposed an opening, he quickly struck, landing a heavy punch on the opponent’s chest.

The soldier grunted, staggering back a few steps.

Liang Yu pressed his advantage, kicking him again in the leg; the soldier could no longer stand, falling to the ground with a “thump,” temporarily losing his combat ability.

Just as Liang Yu had dealt with the soldiers targeting him and was about to catch his breath, a sharp gust of wind suddenly came from behind him.

He cursed inwardly, sidestepping, but was still a step too slow; the Young City Lord’s sneak attack with his sword struck his front, blocked by the hexagonal plates of his armor.

The Young City Lord’s first strike failed, and he once again wielded his long sword and attacked.

Liang Yu frowned slightly, easily dodged, and decided to use the same trick again.

He moved his body, seemingly frantically dodging the Young City Lord’s attacks, but in reality, he always hovered perfectly on the edge of danger.

The Young City Lord pressed closer with each sword strike, believing Liang Yu was at the end of his rope.

Liang Yu deliberately exposed an opening, luring the Young City Lord’s sword to stab straight at him; just as the sword tip was about to touch his body, he suddenly leaned back, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

The Young City Lord’s supposed killing blow missed, making him even more agitated, his eyes bloodshot, his attacks becoming even more furious like a raging storm.

Liang Yu skillfully dodged while observing the Young City Lord’s weaknesses.

As the Young City Lord became more agitated, his aura gradually became disordered.

Liang Yu seized the opportunity; when the Young City Lord attacked with full force again, he moved like lightning, suddenly closing in, grabbing the Young City Lord’s wrist, and twisting it hard, with a “clang,” the sword fell to the ground.

Only then did the Young City Lord awaken as if from a dream, looking at the calm Liang Yu before him, his heart filled with regret and unwillingness, but he was powerless to resist.

After subduing the Young City Lord, Liang Yu looked at the two warring sides and couldn’t help but shake his head.

On the other side of the battlefield, Moyuan was locked in fierce combat with General Jin, swords and blades clashing, neither side gaining an advantage.

Suddenly, a commotion came from one side of the battlefield; Moyuan inadvertently glanced over, and his pupils instantly constricted.

He saw his son had been captured alive by Liang Yu, and his son’s face was filled with terror and struggle.

This scene was like a heavy hammer striking Moyuan’s heart, causing him to instantly lose his usual composure.

Worry and anxiety surged like a tide in his heart, and his attention involuntarily became distracted.

General Jin keenly caught Moyuan’s abnormality, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Taking advantage of Moyuan’s distraction, he seized the opening, and his long blade slashed down fiercely.

Moyuan reacted too late, only instinctively sidestepping to dodge. But the sharp blade still grazed his back, and a trail of blood quickly spread.

Blood seeped out, but Moyuan felt no pain; his gaze remained fixed on his son.

At this moment, his heart was filled with regret and self-reproach; if only he had been more vigilant, his son would not have fallen into such a dangerous situation.

But the battlefield allowed no hesitation; he knew he had to pull himself together, otherwise, not only would he fail to save his son, but the entire battle might fall into despair.

Suppressing his pain, Moyuan gripped his weapon, rekindling his fighting spirit, ready to give his all to turn the tide of this dangerous situation and rescue his son.

But then he heard Liang Yu’s shout.

“General Jin, how about this?”

“I killed one of your sons; now, I’ll compensate you with his son, and we’ll call it even.”

As he spoke, he pointed a finger at the City Lord Moyuan.

At this moment, both warring sides stopped in unison, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

General Jin’s eyes were splitting with rage when he heard Liang Yu’s words; what the hell did he mean by compensating him with the opponent’s son to call it even? Did he need this old man Moyuan’s son?

Was this what he wanted?

Moyuan, on the other hand, wished he could cut Liang Yu into a thousand pieces.

You killed someone else’s son, and even if you instigated it, you should temporarily be on his side.

Now you’ve captured his son and are telling the other party that you’ll exchange your own son for his survival; Moyuan honestly didn’t understand this maneuver.

And although Liang Yu’s hood covered his expression, it was clear from his tone that he wasn’t afraid at all.

He looked at General Jin, and at this moment, Moyuan was considering whether he could cooperate with General Jin to take down Liang Yu.

After all, it seemed to him that Liang Yu’s fearless attitude must mean he had a backup plan.